The girl Xuexue's cry of pain came from the dark tunnel, and the dwarf who had just climbed out of the tunnel had to turn around again. He saw little Roman walking out from below with his hands on his forehead and tears in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" The old dwarf slapped the business girl's left hand away. Seeing the red patch on the tearful little Roman's snow-white forehead, he couldn't help but stare and said angrily: "Why did we bump into each other again? Didn't you tell me?
Did you pass - this is a tunnel specially dug for me, and of course it is shorter than you," Odum muttered reluctantly: "So be careful when entering and exiting!"
"I didn't say anything later!" Little Roman muttered, holding his head and frowning.
"You don't need to keep reminding me about this, little girl!" The dwarf sighed and stretched out his hand to pull her up from the tunnel: "Okay, how are you? Does it still hurt, little one?"
"Of course it hurts!" he replied without hesitation.
"You have to endure the pain. We dwarves won't make a sound even if we hit the iron plate." Odum stood on the hillside and looked down. Below is the road into the mining area: "Okay, we have come in.
Put your headscarf on quickly!"
But Roman was obviously more interested in the old dwarf's previous sentence: "Really?" Her eyes widened: "You won't make a sound even if you hit an iron plate...that one?"
"Of course," the old dwarf suddenly saw the look of disbelief on the little girl's face, so he glared and said angrily: "What a joke! Little girl, a dwarf as old as me has a beard longer than your hair.
How could I still lie to you?"
But then he opened his mouth wide and saw little Roman rummaging around in his backpack with interest, and then took out a dark object.
"What is this?" Oldham asked with deep suspicion.
"Iron plate!"
"what?"
"Would you like to try it?" the business lady asked curiously with her eyes widened.
"Go, how could a dwarf like me do such a boring thing!" The old dwarf's expression suddenly changed: "By the way, little girl, why do you have this thing in your bag!"
But his expression immediately turned strange.
Because the business lady was tilting her head and looking at him with a smile. She put her jade-like fingers on her face and scratched her face: "Shame on you for bragging! Auntie really didn't lie to Roman. She said that dwarves all like to brag!"
"Who said that!" Oldham was so angry that he waved his fist, but suddenly thought that the other party was just a prostitute - a dwarf as old as him couldn't argue with a little girl's aunt -
In the end, all his reluctance turned into a cough: "Well, who told you this, little guy, only a witch would say that!"
Odum didn't know what he said was a prophecy, but he thought about it and decided to maintain his dignity: "The reason why I didn't try it is because it's not necessary. This is a mining area, you know, we sneaked in secretly,
It would be bad if you were caught making noise!"
"Really?"
"Of course! Little guy, do you think an old man with status like me is lying to you? I am different from those cunning humans!"
But before he finished speaking, he heard a low shout from outside the forest:
"Who's in there?"
The old dwarf was suddenly choked up when he spoke. He turned back stiffly and found that a patrol of cavalry had appeared on the road outside the forest at some point. Because he and Roman had been talking too loudly before, they had obviously been noticed by the other party.
"It's broken." Odum frowned, put his stubby fingers to his lips and made a 'shh' gesture to Roman: "Don't make any sound."
He seemed to be afraid that little Roman wouldn't understand, so he added a special sentence.
But the merchant lady seemed very sensible and nodded obediently, but she looked around curiously with her eyes wide open, as if she was instinctively excited about this environment.
The two stowaways in the forest did not speak, but it did not mean that people outside would think that the sounds they heard before were illusions. The riders looked at each other and shouted loudly: "People inside, stop hiding and come out quickly.
, we’ve seen you!”
They took off the pistols under the saddles and compared the inside: "If you don't come out, we will attack."
Little Roman immediately turned his attention to the old dwarf. Although she seemed a little confused, she had experienced several battles with Brando and understood that the knights were not just threatening them with empty words.
She asked Oldham with an interesting look - what should we do next?
But the old dwarf didn't even have time to answer the business lady's inquiry. When he heard that the other party was about to shoot, he immediately stood up from the bushes with a bang, raised his hands nervously and said loudly: "Captain Marder! It's me.
, don’t shoot!”
The rider who raised his cannon was stunned for a moment, but immediately relaxed: "Odum, it turns out it's you old guy. You sneaked in again, but just in time - Lord Okins is looking for you," he looked
He looked at Roman and asked with some confusion: "Who is that?"
"...He's a relative of mine." No matter how thick-skinned the old dwarf was, he couldn't stand it now, but he didn't expect to meet this group of people: "Why is that guy Okins looking for me?"
"Relatives?" The expressions of "We understand" immediately appeared on the faces of the cavalry, and they laughed: "I didn't expect you, old fellow, to have an illegitimate daughter outside," but the leading knight quickly interrupted them and replied
Said: "There was a big mess in the mining area, Lord Kuran also went in, Lord Okins came to you, naturally you are the only one who can help him-"
When the riders mentioned the officer, they obviously didn't have much respect.
Odum snorted from his nose. Gold dwarves and mountain dwarves are the best miners in the world (except for the residents of the underground world, of course). As someone who grew up in the gold dwarf tribe and has a deep relationship with the mountain dwarves,
Despite his lack of knowledge, he was able to thoroughly understand the situation of the Schafflund Mine in a very short period of time.
He originally did this to better realize his plan, but unexpectedly, his reputation was soon discovered by the sissy police officer - this incident helped him a lot, and from then on he was
I got a fairly good position in this mining area.
Needless to say, the convenience brought by this position goes without saying, and it can be seen that Oldham still likes this convenience very much.
"What's the situation like in the mining area?"
"It seems that someone dug through the lower layer again, and another monster came out and injured people. But thanks to Martha, it's not my turn to be on duty in the mining area today-" The cavalry captain obviously did not have the consciousness of a soldier, and he relaxed
He took a breath and said, "As you can see, there was another earthquake. It was really a mess inside."
The words that someone had dug through the lower layer made the old dwarf's heart skip a beat, but the information about the monster made him frown: "Earthquake?" He asked: "So how is the preservation of the underground passages? A4, a12 and b3
Are there any problems with the emergency exits? How is the working condition of the elevator over there? "
Odum is as familiar with the Schavlund Mine as he is with the lines of his own palm, and he immediately sorted out several passages that lead to the fifth floor and are probably the least likely to be damaged in an earthquake.
"That's not clear." Mader shook his head: "I don't dare to go inside now, you can ask yourself. But old guy, you don't really want to go in, do you? You have to think carefully, what's down there is
There are monsters, so you don’t have to serve that ‘Lord Okins’ to the death, right?”
"Huh, what do you know?" the old dwarf replied angrily.
"Of course I don't understand. I wish you would burp it soon, old guy," he glanced at Roman behind him: "But don't worry, I will definitely help you take care of your illegitimate daughter when the time comes."
"Get out!" Oldham shouted furiously.
The cavalry immediately walked away laughing.
The old dwarf turned around with a groan, but he could no longer keep his old face, because he saw the merchant lady looking at him with an indescribable expression that contained both curiosity and a smile.
"Actually, it's nothing, grandpa," little Roman nodded seriously: "Roman understands that Roman doesn't know how to laugh!"
Odum suddenly became petrified, feeling that his reputation had been ruined in one fell swoop.
…
Brando and Medisa slowly fell back to the sand in the center of the arena. As they descended, the young man whispered to the silver elf girl who was running alongside him:
"The next step should be the field battle. In the field battle, one party chooses the venue and the rules, so you must listen to the rules clearly. If you violate the rules, you will be sentenced to leave."
Medisa lowered her head and listened carefully, then she nodded quietly and asked softly: "Lord, what should Medisa do?"
"Don't worry too much. The rules are not very complicated and most of them are mandatory. I'm just here to remind you."
The silver elf girl raised her head and looked at her summoner, a trace of curiosity flashed in her pale silver eyes: "Lord, you are the most knowledgeable person Medissa has ever seen." She spoke in a sparse and appropriate way that is unique to elves.
Attitude, he praised in a low voice.
Brando was startled.
"The knowledge of the Black Tower Wizard was passed down to Buga of the Silver Alliance." He thought for a moment and explained in a deliberately downplayed manner.
Medisa smiled at him and nodded. She originally thought that the young lord would not explain, but Brando's attitude gave her an unexpected surprise and also explained her doubts.
If Brando's knowledge is passed down from those craftsman wizards who claim to have all the documents in the world, then everything he knows will not seem so strange.
The Silver Elves are descendants of Silver, but so are the Craftsman Wizards.
The two fell back to the ground, and everyone's eyes were on them. However, Brando saw Kuran on the side running towards him. The old man ran a few steps and was stopped outside an invisible wall of air, so he
Standing outside the wall and shouting this way:
"Boy!"
Brando raised his eyebrows slightly and looked in that direction.
…
(***. You are so sharp. You are so embarrassed when you lose to a little lolita. Roman ***.)
